Happy Birthday, Baby

Today is my darling's birthday. I am usually all ready to go from sunup to sundown, but as I have been in bed sick for the past 4 days... I had nothing. No gift. No card. No special food. No plans. Nada. So I had to wing it and I think I did a pretty good job! He got a good hour and a half alone to fiddle with the van. He got a small gift from Ella. He got to add whatever he wanted to the grocery cart. He got to go to the park and NOT have to be the supervising adult. He got ribeye for dinner and homemade chocolate chip cookies for dessert (he didn't want a cake).

Someday I will be really, really good at writing endearing things about Mitch. But really, I'll never be able to top Solomon:

My lover is dark and dazzling, better than ten thousand others!
His head is finest gold, his wavy hair is black as a raven.
His eyes sparkle like doves beside springs of water; they are set like jewels washed in milk.
His cheeks are like gardens of spices giving off fragrance.
His lips are like lilies, perfumed with myrrh.
His arms are like rounded bars of gold, set with beryl.
His body is like bright ivory, glowing with lapis lazuli.
His legs are like marble pillars set in sockets of finest gold.
His posture is stately,like the noble cedars of Lebanon.
His mouth is sweetness itself; he is desirable in every way.

I love you, sweetheart! Happy Birthday!